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Where encased is the secret of bliss
Is it encoded in any talisman abstruse?
Does it linger unseen on the face of angelic babes
Who with smiles and laughter create such heavenly vibes?

Can it be in the eyes of charming belles
Who hold the world under their mesmerizing spells?
Or is it in the heroic deeds of valiant men
Who on the face of death, undaunted remain?

Can we behold it in the brilliance of the rising sun
Or in the serene calm of the misty twilight dawn?
Does bliss hover on the banks of streaming brooks
Or on the heights of snow clad mountain peaks

Can it be with fair Venus- Queen of Love
Or in the arrows speeding from amorous Cupid’s bow
Does it glisten in the silvery beams of the shining moon
Or in the setting sun’s embers of amber and maroon

Can it be somewhere in heavens so high
Beneath the fluffy clouds quietly gliding neigh
Can sweet Paradise be the seat of  bliss
Where seraphs sing, angels dance and nothing is amiss

Nay, it surely resides not in worlds beyond
But here on Earth, in the union of hearts with love abound.
From time immemorial, man has been on an eternal quest…. a treasure hunt… a relentless journey to find happiness or bliss!  He found it so elusive….and thought it to be something dwelling outside himself, something like a mysterious charm enclosed in a talisman! He sought happiness in the smile of an innocent babe, the beauty of a woman, the sweetness of a flower, the sights and scenes of Nature like the rising sun, a colorful sunset, the moon  behind the veil of clouds….etc… etc. Some saw it in power, money or material comforts.   But do these things give us enduring happiness? Of course to some extent they can make us happy. Unfortunately our happiness stays only for fleeting moments and that too varies widely depending on our mental state..! Some think that happiness is with Venus, Queen of love or in  the amorous life led by those struck by the arrows of Cupid!  

Like a musk deer which looks around to locate the source of scent without knowing that it comes from somewhere close to its own genitals, we search for happiness or bliss in so many external factors . Bliss has to be understood in a wider connotation than mere happiness… It is perhaps a cumulative and purer form of all happiness…a state of unalloyed bliss. Though it is a rare possibility to attain it here, still we can reach a ‘near state of bliss’! It is not something that lies outside the frontiers of our immediate environs. It is within reachable distance, here on Earth itself. True bliss lies in the union of hearts in love!
 Jun 2016 Paul d'Aubin
chimaera
took that train,
just had to,
took the steps
on my free will
or whatever
and jumped in.

what a ride,
i tell you,
what a ride.

but dizziness
is just a blur
and that's why
i'm erasing
the bridge,
ahead.
09.05.2016
 Jun 2016 Paul d'Aubin
chimaera
sometimes you learn.

when you grow old,
yes,
sometimes you learn.

or maybe
you remember
best.

anyway.

sometime,
you'll fall
in love
one last time.

hopelessly,
naturally,
but forever.
2016
 Jun 2016 Paul d'Aubin
chimaera
one step one day

love's ecstasy,
a roadkill
losing itself
in the rearview,
in a zombified sway

one day one step

stuttered thrive,
now you will,
now you won't,
oh but the horizon
is a watercolour
and you hold a rainbow
on a string

one step one day

one night
all the way,
you know it,
its lava bubbling,
hollowed in black

one day one step

nothing lays ahead
and it doesn't matter,
your mumbling
was meant to be,
childish like,
learning to walk
failing the fall

one step one day
30.05.2016
 Jun 2016 Paul d'Aubin
chimaera
How to paint the wind?

A distant cry,
the wave of a willow?

The vortex of void,
silencing pain?

The bliss of a breeze,
the fairy touch of hope?

The scent of destruction?
An adventurous flavour?

Ah...!

The swallows are dying
in the redness of leaves.
2.6.16
 Jun 2016 Paul d'Aubin
Matt
It's happening
Between Israel and Palestine

Between India and Pakistan

What's the deal man?
In this war over land

Put the weapons down
Throw them away

Will nations ever be at peace?
(That'll be the day).

There's turmoil
There's turmoil
All across the earth

And it's been that way
Since my birth

And I am not
Exempt from it here
In this country I hold dear

There are riots in the street
Not much good food to eat
And one day the chaos
Will be here

In this country I hold dear
Here in America
 Jun 2016 Paul d'Aubin
Matt
Why can't I just
Go along with the system?

Why can't I just "be happy"

Why am I so poor?

Why do I insist on working
A 20 hour work week at most

Why am I lazy?

Why do I drive around just
To people watch?

Why do I ******* in my room?

Why is life
A lonely
And miserable affair?

Why did my therapist
Who I enjoyed talking to
Leave me?

Why do I look the way I do?

Why have I listened to thousands
And thousands of hours
Of documentaries
And podcasts?

Why does America
Keep ******* things up
Across the globe?

America didn't do
Anything When Sadaam
Was using it's chemical weapons
Against our enemy Iran
In the Iran-Iraq war

And I'm always
Out of position

The librarian puts
The books
On the shelves
And answers the phone

I sit here and type
And make nothing

And why have I chosen
The life I lead?

I just have
I just have!

And I want to hug someone
To love someone

But no one
No one is there

And everyone is on
Their phone
And nobody cares

And this country
Is hated by millions
Across the globe

And I wanted to travel
So many places

To Kashmir
To see beautiful faces

Where a war is fought over land

I used to use my left
Now I use my right hand

To correct the slight body
Imbalance you see

Self pleasure is not
Good for me

North Korea
Prepares it's nukes

What are they for?
To destroy our nation
And settle the score

And the world is not stable
And I am not able

Not able to make
One female friend

And I told the therapist
This is what I wanted
Again, and again

But it's a world
That doesn't care

No constellation prize
No "there there"

Just desperate
Hungry glares

And my family
Is not at all prepared

To face what may come
I'm afraid it may not
Be much fun

I love you ladies
Wherever you are
Whether near or far

Heavenly ladies
Provide caring hugs
All I would like
Is just to feel loved

By another human being

Caring women
In my eternal dreams
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